Pain has something in itself
It’s like dust in ambiguous road
It throws the sunshine even the laugh
And it turns the warm into cold

It’s a kind of the saddest music
that lasts for days
Strikes in the heart and nimbles in the soul
I guess it is the bitterest wine we
could ever taste
Makes us kneeled to the ground
in its lonely world

It makes the spirit hard to entrench
The quiescence of the heart and soul
‘Till the morning guest will set
Still the poignancy remains at all

Pain a feeling which makes us frown
Realm of hopeless soul on the ground
Never let this four letter word put you down
You’re much stronger than its saddest sound

Poem & artwork ©️ EurekaRobey


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